I felt like doing this on the blog. Don't know why. Perhaps I just want humanity to have a record of how much I love you. :) Or I just want it in our blog. That way you'll never lose it!

Tonight I'm listening to my music, cleaning my room and thinking about what comes next. Whatever it is, it means change. Mostly in our location and physical distance from each other. That's a hard thing for me to consider because I love having you in my life.

We met when I was a broken, mess of a person and you loved me anyway. Thank you. You're my perfect foil. Who knew a bathroom fan could start all this?

I want you to know that no matter where I go in the world and my life, I'll carry you and the mark of this friendship with me. It may sound like an 'ending' but I don't think it is. I think that I've changed for the better by knowing you. You're so strong, beautiful and smart. And I think we'll be friends the rest of our lives.

I just want you to know that I don't ever take you for granted, even when it seems like I do. :) I know that friendship, like marriage, is a daily committment and we have to fight to keep it on track and good. (even if they are easy fights.)

I don't think I would have gotten through Aly, my birthday, Rina leaving or this relationship w/ B. w/o you. You're the cornerstone of my sanity. And even bearing that weight, you've managed to move forward in your own education and edification. And you're still sane! That's freakin' amazing! And it shows that you keep it real.

I thought, the other day, about the poem I gave to Aly. My mind wandered and I wondered what poems I would have for differnt people. For you, I knew instantly. So here, my love, is your poem. I hope you believe it because I do.

Pretty women wonder where my secret liesI'm not cute or built to suite a fashion model's size But when I start to tell them, They think I'm telling lies.I say,It's in the readh of my armsThe spand of my hips, The stride of my step,The curl of my lips.I'm a womanPhenomenally.Phenomenal woman,That's me.

I walk into a room Just as cool as you please,And to a man,The fellows stand orFall down on their knees.Then they swarm around me,A hive of honey bees.I say,It's the fire in my eyes,And the flash of my teeth,The swing in my waist,And the joy in my feet.I'm a womanPhenomenally.Phenomenal woman,That's me.

Men themselves have wonderedWhat they see in me.They try so muchBut they can't touchMy inner mystery.When I try to show themThey say they still can't see.I say,It's in the arch of my back,The sun of my smile,The ride of my breasts,The grace of my style.I'm a woman.

Phenomenally.Phenomenal woman, that's me.

Now you understandJust why my head's not bowed.I don't shout or jump aboutOr have to talk real loud.When you see me passingIt ought to make you proud.I say,It's in the click of my heels,The bend of my hair,the palm of my hand,The need of my care,'Cause I'm a womanPhenomenally.Phenomenal woman,That's me.

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Where do I begin? One of my favorite scenes in Dr. Z is when Laura reads the poem Yuri writes for her. After she finishes, in tears she turns to him. He says, before she can speak, "Its you. I wrote it for you." Laura replies, "No Yuri, it's you."That is all I could think when I read your blog about me. I was also broken. There was all that crap with my Mom and then worring about John. I would have never made it without you either. You have seen me through my disasterous dating experiences, Aditya, and every other man since. Next to my father, you call me more than anyone else--ever. You are familiar with just about every skeleton in my closet and yet you're still there. Although I whine to everyone about you moving to MT I feel peace about our friendship. I know it won't be the end. Its just the way it goes. You need to do what God wants you to do. He must always come first. I wouldn't want it any other way. Your obedience will bless us both. I know that's true. Who knows? Maybe one day MT will be my home too or WA or OR or maybe UT. AGHH. Eventually distance won't matter because we will marry wealthy husbands who will placate our need to spend time together. I support you and love you no matter where you go or what you decide.LOVE YOU FOREVER-BG